FreeNovelAs Helen turned and fled into the fitting room, Vicky saw that and returned inside as well.
"Oh, what are you getting embarrassed about?" She laughed.
Soon, Helen could be heard yelling indignantly and struggling. "What are you doing, Vicky?!" "Oh, Helen! You can't tell from the outside, but you've got a really nice body..." "Stop touching me! I'm warning you... Ah! Stop!" The voices of the ladies as they played around left Frank clearing his throat awkwardly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe turned away, only to find a retail assistant hiding a giggle, leaving him further embarrassed.
The opening ceremony of Lane Holdings' farm resort took place the next noon, an occasion of pomp and circumstance.
Thanks to the endless efforts in promotion and marketing, the little farm resort had beca sensation in Riverton.
Frank even prepared a banquet for the occasion, as countless rich and powerful figures arrived. Hundreds of luxury cards lined the parking lot, and several roads were locked down to stop more people coming.
Frank, Helen and Vicky were at the gates, welcoming the guests. Naturally, they would be receiving the rich and powerful, as there were other staff members who would receive the average Joes and plain Janes.
"Mr. Lawrence." Trevor hurried to Frank's side excitedly, looking dapper in a suit. "The tickets for Ms. York's concert alone and the auction for the reservations of the hyper premium experience have already made a billion dollars in revenue." "Haha, not bad." Frank clapped Trevor on the shoulder, surprised by how well-received the farm resort was.
"Tut, tu... Noel recommended this place, but it's not exactly that amazing, is it?" A tall, haughty woman with a flawless face strode in the front gates in a red gown just then.
"Who's that?" Frank asked, already feeling inexplicably repulsed by her lofty attitude.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThey had not spent that much tbuilding the farm resort, but everything was up to the strictest and highest standard.
To mock it was an obvious attempt at causing trouble.
Seeing that she was ignoring all the rich and powerful figures flocking around her as well, Trevor quickly leaned in to whisper into Frank's ear, "That's Rory Thames, Mr. Lawrence. She's Draconia's top singer "Really?" Frank could see Rory's influence and certainly did not want to upset her. He approached her in greeting, saying, "Thank you for coming, Ms. Thames. The VIP seats are on the second floor, if you could please proceed " "Tch. Who do you think you are, talking to me? Get Noel now," Rory snapped, clearly holding no regard for him and not even bothered to speak with him.
Frank took a deep breath and kept his smile, "Ms. Thames, Ms. York is currently preparing backstage and unable to receive you just yet. Please be patient and wait on the second floor for the tbeing." "What's the meaning of this? Are you unhappy with my presence?" Rory snorted, rolling her eyes since she saw the annoyance in Frank's eyes.
Frank was silent, and his eyes were cold when he looked up again. "Ms. Thames, you're welcif you're here as a guest. But if you're just here to cause trouble, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave." S And with that, Frank turned to leave and greet other guests, leaving Rory behind, shocked.
"H-How dare you take that tone with me!" she bellowed, clearly furious. "Where's the manager?! I want to talk to them—is this how their receptionists treat your guests?!"
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